Me: I assert that my blended combination of ice cream, milk and flavoring summons any and all males to my immediate proximity, and that the quality of my frozen treat is superior to all challengers.
Lamont: it would be possible to instruct you as to my method of blending such frozen treats, but I am afraid [...]
(Direct link to audio:
http://web.baz.org/~adam/dailies/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/Piper-notes-1.mp3)
Our first, rough audio letter for Piper. It’s long (7 minutes you will never get back from your life), and includes:
Sir Paul McCartney,
Piper wailing,
and the sound of me being very, very wrong about our daughter’s gender only seconds after she was born.
You’ve been warned.
We took too [...]
Piper’s just today crossed some development threshold: she’s smiling in a way that seems almost, barely, on purpose. Or maybe it’s “vaguely in response to external stimulus” … or maybe Bob is the cognition-fairy. The smiling is way far from consistent, mind you, but there’s noticeably more of it than yesterday. Either [...]
Piper’s started to offer a new game to us, which we call “I’m going to wail, whine, and whoop while you try to guess what’s bothering me, and then I’m going to allow my ire to slowly subside and then fall asleep while you scratch your head and try to figure out what, if anything, [...]
… says, paraphrased, that the simplest explanation for things is generally right. Here are some explanations for things where, I’m hoping, Occam (or “William of Ockham,” per Wikipedia) is getting it wrong.
Piper is sneaking out of the bedroom while we’re asleep and eating fistfuls of turmeric.
Piper is sneaking out of the bedroom while we’re [...]